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I take a deep breath in.

“Quin. Nothing you do could make me uncomfortable, because it’s you. Yes, I’ve been hurt, but when it’s you, touching me, kissing me, and holding me, I feel like everything is ok”.

I melt into his chest once again because although I’ve been scarred by what Pierce did, when I’m with Quin, I feel at ease, safe and balanced. The furthest away from a trigger. More like a glimmer.

After what feels like a lifetime lost happily, buried in his chest, with his arms wrapped around me, I tip toe again, our lips meeting. I kiss the line of his jaw until I reach his ear where I needlingly whisper “I want you”.

Chapter

19

Lista

Playlist:All I wanna do is make love to you- Halestorm

The moment I whisper in his ear, he scoops me up in his arms and carries me into my room, gently asking if it’s ok. I of course, say yes.

He sits on the edge of my bed, still holding me with my legs around his waist. After a few brief kisses, he mumbles into my lips.

“This is where I wanted you last time, before we were rudely interrupted” he says, charmingly. We both laugh.

Our bodies meet and the sweet tension that has built up throughout our time together is dissipating around us in beautiful waves.

Our tongues meet, our hands are all over each other, and it’s the release we both needed after this shitshow of events.

I slowly unbutton his shirt, and he gives me time and space to do what I need, when I feel right. But as gentle as he is, and as lovely as it feels, I want more of him. I want to see the side of him I’ve witnessed before, the dominant side.

“Quin… You can do what you want with me. You take thelead. Tell me what you want and then do it” I say whilst almost moaning through the tension I feel.

“I wantyou, beneath me, on top of me and everywhere, as long as you’re near me. I want to be inside of you. I want to see you. All of you” he says, almost growling.

He stops, coming to a realisation for a moment, before saying “Oh and Lista, I’m clean. I haven’t been with anyone for a long time, but I got tested before and everything is clear”.

“I got tested after what happened last year… I haven’t been with anyone since then. I’m clear too. Thank you for caring enough to mention it Quin” I say, still so in awe of the man that is holding me right now.

“Now that that’s all sorted. I want you” he says, kissing my jaw and down my neck.

Our breathing gets heavier, and we rush to take each other’s clothes off so our skin can meet.

He flips me over, exactly like I imagined in my fantasy, the night we kissed. He kisses and lightly bites my bare skin, tracing the line of my sternum tattoo with his tongue. It feels so good that I’m struggling to keep my moans contained. He continues kissing my skin, lowering himself further down before stopping in mid thought.

“Would you feel more comfortable taking your prosthetic off Lista?” he says, kindly but still in a sexy tone.

Why does this turn me on?

No one has ever been this considerate to think about my comfort before. Usually they’re a bit creeped out by the detaching of said lower leg, but Quin just wants me to be content.

“Let’s not ruin the mood. Plus my leg likes to be part of the action. I’ll take her off later. Or if you feel more comfortable, I can do so now –.” He puts a finger to my lips, stopping me from continuing.

“I’m happy as long as you are Lista. Let’s give her some action, shall we”.Dear lord, this is too much for my inexperienced sexual mind.

He kisses down my leg, running his hand across the pattern on my prosthesis.

“I designed it myself” I say to him.

“Prosthetic engineering is one of my favourite topics Lista. Hence why I became a biomechanical engineer. You’ve done an incredible job” he says, whilst kissing my leg. No one has ever done anything like this to me. It’s astonishing. And the fact that he’s talking to me about engineering whilst we’re both here, naked. Most guys just rush straight into it. Not Quin. It’s different with him.

“Now that I’ve given her some attention, I thinkyoudeserve some more, don’t you think?” he says as he brings his finger up my thigh to meet my most sensitive part. I shiver and moan, arching my back as he grasps my waist with his other hand.

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